E.B. White… in doll form? YES PLEASE.
I can only imagine his reaction to someone making a doll of him, though. I bet he’d get a killer essay out of it.
HEY NOW.
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English Lit represent!
E.B. White and James Thurber
Autobiography of Blue: “It grew to be a big question in her own mind, just what her...
“It grew to be a big question in her own mind, just what her emancipation ought to consist of: whether it meant having lemon skins and gin stoppers in the wash-basin and talking freely of exhibitionism and voyeurism, or whether it meant being the recipient of some overwhelmingly beautiful passion which her poetical soul still prescribed but which she knew couldn’t exist because she was so widely read. To stall for time she would make another lamp shade.”
- Is Sex Necessary? by E.B. White & James Thurber, 1929
Every morning I awake torn between the need to save the world and the desire to savor it. This makes it hard to plan the day.
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The Art of the Essay No. 1: E.B. White
From The Paris Review. Lots of good stuff about the writing process and The New Yorker, as one would expect.
Everything about a sheep smells good, except for the infected scrotum of a castrated lamb.
letter to Stanley Hart White, March 1944
For us the prettiest day in all the long year is the day that comes unexpectedly at the end of August in the country. It is a cool day, freshly laundered (as though straight from the Bendix of the gods), when the airs, the light, and a new sound from the grasses give the world a wholly changed character. On this day, summer, languishing but not really sick, receives her visitors with a certain deliberateness—a pretty girl who knows she doesn’t need to stay in bed.
“Late August,” The New Yorker, 9/3/49
